Introduction

What is The New Yorker? I know it’s a great magazine and that it’s a tremendous source of pleasure in my life. But what exactly is it? This blog’s premise is that The New Yorker is a work of art, as worthy of comment and analysis as, say, Keats’s “Ode on a Grecian Urn.” Each week I review one or more aspects of the magazine’s latest issue. I suppose it’s possible to describe and analyze an entire issue, but I prefer to keep my reviews brief, and so I usually focus on just one or two pieces, to explore in each the signature style of its author. A piece by Nick Paumgarten is not like a piece by Jill Lepore, and neither is like a piece by Ian Frazier. One could not mistake Collins for Seabrook, or Bilger for Goldfield, or Mogelson for Kolbert. Each has found a style, and it is that style that I respond to as I read, and want to understand and describe.

Saturday, May 8, 2021

Salman Toor's Sensual Apprehension of Life

Salman Toor, Bedroom Boy (2019)










I first encountered the sensual art of Salman Toor last July as a result of reading Johanna Fateman’s excellent “Goings On About Town” note on Toor’s “How Will I Know” show at the Whitney. Fateman says of his wonderful Bedroom Boy, it “reimagines the trope of the reclining nude as a slender, hirsute young man snapping a come-hither selfie.” I like that. I found Bedroom Boy at Toor’s website. It is beguiling. 

Recently, another absorbing review of Toor’s work appeared – Sanford Schwartz’s “Young and in Love” (The New York Review of Books, April 8, 2021). Schwartz writes,

Whether he is showing blue jeans, a martini glass, or a person’s hair, Toor makes it seem as if he has brushed it in just a moment before. If he wants to show light descending from a lamp, he paints it in so many white, vertical, parallel strokes. If our sleeping nude has hairy legs, black flecks here and there will suffice. Every aspect of a given picture seems to breathe a little. 

That “If our sleeping nude has hairy legs, black flecks here and there will suffice” is delightful. 

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